I have long had a passion for trees. As a public relations professional and educator, I have spearheaded campaigns for trees, conducted event planning for a songwriting contest for trees and have contributed to New York’s One Million Trees program.

I continuously return to trees in some form or fashion. I delve even deeper now with my artwork focused on tree imagery. And now it pleases me to launch When Trees Talk, Let the Yarn Speak. This is an international tree advocacy program with a twist of art. It is the mission of the program to use visual imagery to prompt authentic talk, awareness and support of trees currently in crisis around the world.

When Trees Talk(c) serves as a forum where people can gather for an exciting flow of facilitated dialogue which allows for authentic, down-to-earth conversation.

I am so pleased to be launching the program during a session with the Ethical Humanist Society of Long Island on Sunday, August 25, 2019. We will go on a journey exploring the world of trees, hear of their secret life and what trees do at night. We will hear insights of the challenging state of trees today and all participate in an interesting exercise which takes place in the year 2093 involving a critical decision to be made regarding trees.

Art carries a power… one which empowers you, inspires you and your home. Whenever I complete a piece I always intend it to be adopted into a space which sparks conversation, peace and creates an air of authenticity.

I love the power of my latest work to enable a deep probing into self and honor of our elders. Ahh, there is, indeed, power of art to make a home, truly a sweet home of warmth, embrace and love.

What a grand delight to have my work honored throughout the year. This week I received a citation merit from New York State Assemblyman Anthony U’roso. It was such a grand affair hosted by the Manhasset Library Art Gallery in Long Island, New York. Here are photo highlights:

We all have dreams. But what does it take to move forward? That first step is to go from your mind, to intention, to actually writing it down; then action.

I think the greatest fear of bringing forth our dreams is seeing the finished dream which may be very overwhelming. Time may also be part of that fear…Finding the time or saying it will take too long.

When I first started out as a fiber artist, I had no idea that there was even such an artistic category. I just knew I was on to something. I just continued to focus, work on creations, ask questions and began hanging out in those circles where I began to learn and grow more confident in my journey.

I also began to write down on paper: I am a successful fiber artist!

And, holy cow, I became what I wrote down.

Your dream begins to truly awaken when you write it down. I also find that when you commit to at least 15 minutes per day to cultivating, nurturing your dream…Even just focusing on it…My,my..You will be amazed at what develops.

It’s been a moment since my last share with you. I have been taking care of mom. In previous posts I shared how she had become a quadraplegic. She eventually developed additional health complications which required my full attention. Such care for quadralegic–that’s paralysis of all limbs–does not come with a manual, thus, my absence from here.

But…thru it all, my devotion to my art continued. It’s ease of transport, my crochet needle and yarn, allowed me to engaged through the arduos journey of caring for mom which meant constant emergency room visits, appointments with specialists and long stays in rehab.

I am so pleased to share my artwork helped me to make it through this challenging period. All the work I created while in doctor’s offices and waiting rooms resulted in a spectacular solo art exhibition entitled “Tree-Mendous!”. I dedicated the show to my mother and as life would coincidentally have it, on the last day of the show, its closing, my mother, too, closed. Her journey concluded with the closing of my show dedicated to our tremedously rewarding time together during her last year.

Ahh, the memories…and the joy of total emersion into caring for another while using my art to care for me. Art truly heals.

Here are highlights from the exhibition:

“The Beginnings” Copyright (c) 2016 Alicia Evans

This shows how my process begins with what appears to be crocheted string which I then “sculpt” into images.